Pauline the Slut
Copyright© 2025 by Paulineomts
Chapter 3: Further Degradation
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 3: Further Degradation - The end of my life as a respectable wife and mother and descent into a world of humiliation and suffering as my husband’s fucktoy.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Fa/Fa Coercion NonConsensual Rape Reluctant Lesbian Heterosexual Sharing Slut Wife BDSM DomSub MaleDom Humiliation Rough Sadistic Torture Anal Sex Double Penetration Oral Sex
I brought him his beer. He ignored me. I went to the kitchen and started on dinner. I put a bottle of wine in the fridge. I was going to show him what a good wife I was.
Just before 7 he came into the kitchen. “Smells good, slut.”
“Please, can’t we have a nice dinner together.” ‘SMACK’ He slapped me across the face. “What are you.” I couldn’t believe it. I’d spent all afternoon making his favourite dinner. It all counted for nothing. “I’m Pauline and I’m a slut.”
He went to the table and I served dinner. Before I sat down he told me to take off my blouse. I unbuttoned it and took it off without complaint. I had been worn down by the days events. He then summoned me to him. He put his hand up under my skirt and stuck two fingers into my vagina. He moved them around. It was so uncomfortable. He then took them out.
He put the fingers up to my mouth “Suck them.” I could smell my vagina on his fingers. I was repulsed by the thought of tasting them. Then the pain shot through me as he pinched my nipple with his other hand. He pulled my nipple downwards forcing my face nearer his fingers. The pain was intense and my head began to spin.
“Now suck, slut.” I opened my mouth and sucked my juices from his fingers. He let go of my nipple. The taste was disgusting. My stomach began to churn. He finally pulled his hand away. “Sit down and eat.” We ate in silence but I could feel him staring at me all the time. When we finished I cleared the table.
A few minutes later he called me. “I have some desert for you.” He unbuckled his trousers and let them fall to the ground. “On your knee, slut and get yourself a mouth full of cum.”
“No, you’re not going to cum in my mouth.” He moved quickly, springing up from his chair and at the same time reaching down and pulling the belt from his trousers. Then he grabbed me by my hair and threw me face down on the table. ‘WHACK’ The belt lashed my buttocks. I tried to get up but he pushed me back down. Another lash followed by another. “Stop, please. I beg you.” Three more lashes rained down on my now sore buttocks.
“No more, no more. I’ll do it.” He lashed my buttocks again and again. “What are you.” he asked. “I’m Pauline and I’m a slut.” I cried. Another lash. “Now get down and suck the cum out of my cock you stupid cunt.”
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